Incendiary Hearts

Epilogue

So here we are, the ending of the story. Perhaps not my best work, but I am thankful for it, since it got me back into intense writing once more :)

I am currently working on something new, and rather different from what I've written before (of course, it's very much lgbtq+ friendly :P), and I'm really excited about it! Though I need to get a bit further into the story before I can post the first few chapters. Until then, take care, and please let me know what you thought of this story!

/Michelle

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Kevin's eyes slowly fluttered open, and he was rewarded with the most beautiful of sights. A naked Mike was lying next to him in Mike's bed. The duvet was covering their lower bodies but considering the intense love making that had transpired yesterday, Kevin knew he was naked underneath the sheets, and his member slowly woke to life by the mere images. Mike was quietly stroking Kevin's hair, though he did notice Kevin had woken up and smiled at him. "Good morning," he whispered.

Kevin returned the smile with a cute, almost shy one. "Good morning."

"How did you sleep?" Michael asked as he continued to stroke Kevin's hair.

"Great. You?"

"Never slept better," Mike confessed.

A comforting warmth enveloped Kevin, creating a sense of coziness within. Three months had passed since they'd gotten together and Kevin could say, without a doubt, it had been the best months of his life. Though he still had a hard time believing it was actually his life now; one spent with Mike. They practically devoted all of their leisure time to each other. Talking, watching movies, going on adventurous trips like the time they went skiing, or the time they visited Madame Tussauds. They'd also started going to the gym to train for the 15 miles long empire state trail as a goal for the upcoming summer. Kevin was looking forward to the adventure, but what he found most heartwarming, was the fact that their future included plans made together.

Kevin still made sure to save time for his friends, as did Mike, but every once in a while, they all hung out together, at The Punch Bowl. Savannah and Scott had taken an instant like to Manuel, so they did match perfectly as a little group. With Manuel's jokes and Savannahs quick comebacks, they did have a lot of fun together.

Nevertheless, what Kevin enjoyed the most, was the time spent with Mike. Particularly the intense nights with intermingling, sweaty bodies; writhing underneath the weight of the man of his dreams, while he was lying on top of Kevin, working his magic. He truly had made a one hundred and eighty turn when it came to his behavior and confessions of love toward Kevin. He no longer seemed to have any shames or regrets.

The first nights they'd spent together, however, Mike had woken up a couple of times in a very distressed state. The first time it had happed, Kevin had been awakened and quickly moved closer to Mike, asking what was wrong.

Mike had still been in a daze, breathing heavily and looking disoriented. "I was dreaming I'd lost you. It was too late, it was all too late," he'd managed to wheeze out.

Kevin had placed both hands on the sides of Mike's face and made him look Kevin in the eyes. "I'm right here," he'd said reassuringly. "Right here," he'd repeated a couple of times while Mike had pulled him close and rested his head on Kevin's stomach. "I'm not going anywhere."

When Mike had calmed down, he'd been embarrassed and apologized for his behavior. Kevin had swiftly waved it off, but had later asked if this happened a lot.

"Yeah," Mike had confessed, deciding it was time to be fully honest with Kevin. "I've had panic attacks on and off this last year and a half," he'd confessed. Kevin hadn't needed to ask for the reason behind those panic attacks, Mike had already, unintentionally, shared that with him. But his next words had surprised Kevin. "For the last four years and a half, if I'm to be honest. First, they'd been about losing you. Then they were about my feelings for you mixed with the guilt over what happened with Jonathan," he'd whispered.